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Tell me what beauty fails to honor a pagan aunt?<span lang="EN-GB"></span><span lang="EN-GB"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Stand aside, the ants crowd the pavement Writhe as surely as hot crumbs tingling on the tip of the tongue I lick the page, I flick the switch with my thumb </span>
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What is the sum of 7 and 11:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.